Cosmic Pizzazz

Bugs and I decided to stay up to watch the lunar eclipse the other night.

This was what we had been led to expect.

We didn’t in fact see anything like this.  What we did see was pretty marvelous just the same.  The early-winter sky was perfectly clear and that headlight moon was on high beam.  Stunning silver.

The little slice of lunar action happening over at our place didn’t seem all that unusual. We looked, at the time we expected that big orange ball.  But we just saw the plain white full moon.  The riot of white light happening at 2:00, when we first looked, might have been a little dimmed when we looked at 4:00 – but it didn’t seem eclipsed so much as blurred, a little, by the penumbra of an icy cloud that wrapped itself around the moon at some point in there.

The moon continued to set without us.  We went back to sleep.

But by the time dawn arrived, that frosty cloud had laid itself down all around us.

It was bone-chilling.

Come on, Bugs, we got to shut this door.  It is too cold out there.

But talk about yin and yang . . . .

Later That Day

It was glorious gold.

In this next shot, don’t you think Bugsy looks like ChairCat of The Board?  Clearing his throat, before informing the Banksters that unless they give him a better interest rate, he intends to — and he will — move corporate assets offshore.

Occupy Bugster!